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I am Tor, Hello and greetings to you all. I am happy to say that I currently have a very dear sub under my hand, and do not need more at this time, so if you are reading this to make friends please proceed, if you are looking for a Master then move on. I am into Bondage,S&M, D&s and BDSM,( I have been in the lifestyle for about ten years on and off)I love Anime and j-rock, I am also a fight and fire show performer (I act at things like Renaissance and pirate faires) I use a fire staff as well as learning fans and poi, if you know what this is I would love to talk with you about it. I am not often around on Fridays Because of Repo! The Genetic Opera or Saturdays due to fact I go to Rocky Horror
I am always looking for new friends in my area who have the same interest but as for pets I have already stated I don't need any more at the moment. I am a Switch but tend to be more Dom than sub so I will not put what I would want in a Dom/me. It is my dream to one day own and run my own cafe/coffee shop. I know it sounds odd to have here but in a lot of ways of not for coffee shops in my youth I would not have ever gotten into BDSM. Last but not least if you send me a one line messages I will block you, if you do send me a message you will get a answer if you have something in it about what I have written here. When I say send me a message I mean for you to talk to me, not make orders, beg me to let you serve me. I am not looking like I said
I decides to add this because I have always loved the meaning of the rose
Black Roses (Very dark red) signify Death and
hatred, sometime give before a duel to the death
Coral Rose conveys desire
Lavender Roses symbolize love at first sight and enhancement
Orange Roses indicate enthusiasm, desire and fascination
Pink (Deep) says Thank You
Pink (Light) Rose conveys admiration, gentleness, grace, gladness, joy and sweetness
Pink Rose carry the message of happiness, gracefulness and gentleness
Red Roses symbolize sincere Love, Respect,
Courage & Passion
Red (Dark) Rose reveals unconscious beauty
Red (Single) means "I Love You"
Red & White Roses together signify unity
Single Rose in any color expresses simplicity and gratitude
White Roses express Purity/heavenly, secrecy, silence, innocence and charm
White (Bridal) Rose symbolizes a happy love
Yellow Roses indicate joy, gladness, friendship and "I Care"
Yellow Rose with Red Tip indicates friendship falling in Love
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I haven't updated this in a while and I thought I should. The only thing I have right now to mention is I have created a rope flogger recently. I will have pic of it up soon.
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Like the power of a storm his hand moves across her body, strong and with the promise of pleasure and pain, she shivers like a tree in the wind, slowly he moves back, eyes flashing with desire and torment as his hand picks up the whip, she looks back and moans in fear and ecstasy, swaying as if the wind has her, with need in his eyes he strikes, sending lightning bolts of pain and pleasure through her skin, she screams his name, begging for more with each touch of the whip, her skin aglow with the lash shakes, tears of pleasure and pain rain from her face, his hands come again, touching each mark and awaking it again, she looks to him again, this time with wanton desire and smiles to him, knowing he feels the same. he unchains her, letting her collapse to the ground and rest for a moment before standing her up slowly and placing a soothing kiss upon her neck and cheek, her hand ache to touch him but wait until he says she can, such is their game, wanting each other more and more every time they play. he walks her to the shower and slowly cleans her skin, washing away the sweat but making her body scream with need all the more, she begs him to let her touch him, looking up to him fearing he might say no, he just smile and put his lips to her, showing her he yearns for her touch as mush as she does. They kiss deeply but break away to look at each other again, eyes meet eyes, Sky Blue, to Storm Grey, their hearts beat louder then thunder....as they kiss again, she looks to him and says. "I love you Typhoon." He smiles and says "I love you Gale" |
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Who would dare to join me, in the darkest of nights, with nothing to save them from the Fates?
Who would dare to join me, in that time, walking my roads and tasting my pleasures with me?
Who would dare to join me, in my passion for things that would chill the bones and break the mind?
Who would dare to join me, and let me show them my world?
Who would dare to join me,and tatse the pleasure of pain and toment?
Who would dare to join me, and let my teeth break the flesh?
Who would dare to join me, and taste my passion with me from someone else
Who would dare to join me, in a hunt for that sweetest of liquids, that all have around us and yet so few will share
some of you will say yes but few will really dare, and then only for a short time..
I walk where others have nightmares,
I speak with the darker desires.
I am a thing of shadows and hidden fantasies, so I ask again
Who would dare to join me? would you walk beside me and taste the night and the darkness with me? |
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Before I start anything I want to say Happy fucking V day everybody who bothers to read my blogs, (I think a total of four people)
the second thing is this, I am not about to write a love poem or some happy shit like that I am in a hunters mood and for some reason beyond me I want to write a bloody poem now so here goes
Have you ever felt the Universe and look at you, if even only for a single moment? It is a heart stopping thing. It is said that during combat a warrior feels as if time slows to a crawl. In a moment like this it doesn't slow, it freezes. There you are and nothing else matters, just you and the echo of Fate. You know in that second that everything could end for you or start, life, death. It is all there in a single moment, and you have no control of what is to happen next. How many of yuo would dare look back at the Universe and dare it to try and change you, I did and sometimes I wonder if it took my dare. Am I the same person who I was born as, or is that life long since been over? How would I know? How would anyone? I ask that question almost everyday, and sometime as I do I feel the Universe start to look again. I have lost count of how many time I have felt this moment or dared the fates to do it again........................... Have you? |
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Time for a new poem I think.........................
the still air moves over her lovely form, how rare a thing I have, to hold her is to hold my soul, the light shines off her thin body my eyes, reflected in her, cold ivory hand hold mine as we move as one person on thing one motion, she whispers sweetness in the air is she sings, dropping rubies from her skin like water, How I long to keep her in my hand but know her time must pass as I put her back in her place, by my side never far from me, always ready for when I need her...............
(Now if you can tell me what I have written about I will be most impressed) |
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I wrote this for some one but I liked it and thought I would share it, I think I will call it Ruling By Pain And Pleasure.........................
Her nerves scream with delight as it awakens to the sting,
the feel of his hand upon her silken skin,
Hot wax cascades down over the shoulders her body shaking with joy,
His voice in her ear telling her how it looks running over her flesh,
His lips move across her neck as his teeth bite down, as if the take her into himself,
Her wrists writhe under the ropes as he entices her with more wonders and torment,
her eyes see nothing save for the desire in his face as he moves closer to her with new ways to make her sigh, sing, and scream,
The sound of the cane vibrates into her as it shocks her body with hidden passion,
She is shivering as he slowly unites her and holds her to him,
Her body may have felt pain but her mind only know pleasure,
He smiles at her and thinks how soon it will be before he begins again..... |
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So I had a interesting night, me and my friend Ogre (If you ever meet the man you would understand the nickname) are hanging out at what we like to call the winchester when he gets a call. His mate and love is freaking out, her now ex boyfriend has called and want some of his thing that he left after breaking her heart by dumping her in a e-mail. She sent him a message a while ago stating she doesn't want him over there again, if there is anything it would be brought to his place. Needless to say me and him hit the door running, he lived maybe 20 min. form where we were, I got us there in eight. I spent a lot of time with them, I care about her, she is like a sister to me and what this coward did boils my blood. The upside of the night is I got to watch her fire dance and talk to her about Tribal fusion and get a few new stretching exercises for next time I dance. well I think thats it for today. |
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WOW!!! It has been some time since I have been on, sorry to all who missed me. I have had a wild couple of months it seems. But I once asked that I live in a interesting time, guess I had it comming.
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The longest night
Have you ever been waiting for the axe to fall?
To hear the word you are afraid are coming?
Or have you ever been left in the dark alone and lost?
The night seems to barely move then.
It's stillness choking you.
The echos of the darknees deafing out everything but the ticking of time that never seems to move.
Seconds become hours, Minutes days, hours months.
And a night goes on for years.
I am there right now lost and afriad, watching the time slip through the hourglass, a single grain at a time, so very slow.
I wonder what I am going to do, what will happen, how will this all end.
Or if that Axe has already fallen and this is my life now.
Forever in the longest night.... |
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Pain, is it the lash of a whip across your skin, the tugging of the chains around you arms,
Pain does it draw you like a moth to the flame,
Pain does it make you shiver at every lash and yank, the excitiment and fear as you wait for the whip to snap into your flesh,
Pain, it calls to me, it sings across my skin like a shock of pure sex,
Pain to watch you writhe under my hand and shudder at my comands.
Pain if it calls to you do you run or kneel, awaiting its touch,
can you understand Pian
For those like us it is not Pain.... It is pleasure |
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I don't know why but often when I am here you come to mind so I thought I would put this here for you Myst, I still miss you so much and I only wish I could have said it when you were alive, that I love you
This is for Myst, a person who was taken from me far to soon. I should have done this a long time ago
I am sorry, my eyes were blind, you were there for me for so much, but I left and never told you why. I loved you more than I could ever know. Now you are gone my friend . I dreamed about you now and then and what we could have done together. I found love Myst, I know you would be proud of me, I only wish I found the love for you before it was to late, you offered yourself to me when others would have ran, I hurt you badly and you came back. I left you behind I am so sorry, I never knew how deeply you cared, and now your are gone and I will never be able to tell you that I felt the same. You would like her Myst, you would. I only wish that the two of you could have meet and maybe then we would all be together. Goodbye Myst, I love you still
(I thought I should make a note for people that this is a Eulogy, not truly a poem, I just felt it should go here as well) |
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